Submissions by Spanker
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
The experiments continue; elements combine and react; new substances form; old ideas disintegrate; lenses filter, focus and reflect; the scientist and the lab rat – indistinguishable.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jul 2014 1:48pm
21st Jul 2014 1:48pm
Bambi
It is night and the jungle lives
Excited monkeys chatter
Birds call and answer
A full moon colours leaves trees grasses - green
A brownish mist rises, thick from the earth
A musty smell wafts through ferns palms
Spider webs stretch heavy with insects
Thirsty mosquitoes hang in the heat
The backdrop - a veil of black
A doe-eyed deer creeps cautiously into a clearing
A city of eyes, look on, afraid to blink
The deer meanders, alone, lost
Breathing slows
Heartbeats synchronize
Noise tails off
Cross-hairs focus
Silence
Then the...
Excited monkeys chatter
Birds call and answer
A full moon colours leaves trees grasses - green
A brownish mist rises, thick from the earth
A musty smell wafts through ferns palms
Spider webs stretch heavy with insects
Thirsty mosquitoes hang in the heat
The backdrop - a veil of black
A doe-eyed deer creeps cautiously into a clearing
A city of eyes, look on, afraid to blink
The deer meanders, alone, lost
Breathing slows
Heartbeats synchronize
Noise tails off
Cross-hairs focus
Silence
Then the...
915 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Jul 2014 1:43pm
21st Jul 2014 1:43pm
Polarity
Day becomes night
Night becomes day
Dark becomes light
Blue turns to grey
Good becomes evil
Heaven becomes hell
Angel becomes devil
In darkness to dwell
Serf becomes lord
Good goes bad
Happy gets bored
Changes to sad
Up goes down
In walks out
Certain of nothing
All in doubt
First becomes last
Outside moves in
Future the past
Sanctity – sin
Blind regain sight
Broken mend
Black turns white
Beginnings end
Night becomes day
Dark becomes light
Blue turns to grey
Good becomes evil
Heaven becomes hell
Angel becomes devil
In darkness to dwell
Serf becomes lord
Good goes bad
Happy gets bored
Changes to sad
Up goes down
In walks out
Certain of nothing
All in doubt
First becomes last
Outside moves in
Future the past
Sanctity – sin
Blind regain sight
Broken mend
Black turns white
Beginnings end
643 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jul 2014 1:24pm
20th Jul 2014 1:24pm
Butterfly & Bee
He offered imperfection
And said it was for free
I settled for deception
Knew he wouldn’t see
He could have if he wanted
But his eyes were just for me
I found it quite confronting
Yet chose not to break free
Then he went and spoiled it
I wished he’d let me be
But he was such an idiot
And worried that I’d flee
He makes pretty music
Lives in big old tree
Thinks I maybe magic
I butterfly - him bee
And said it was for free
I settled for deception
Knew he wouldn’t see
He could have if he wanted
But his eyes were just for me
I found it quite confronting
Yet chose not to break free
Then he went and spoiled it
I wished he’d let me be
But he was such an idiot
And worried that I’d flee
He makes pretty music
Lives in big old tree
Thinks I maybe magic
I butterfly - him bee
#love
#relationships
#butterfly
#rhyming
#bees
681 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jul 2014 1:22pm
20th Jul 2014 1:22pm
The Taming of the Beast
Oh I love you dearly miss
Though you frustrate me so
I am full of faith in you
As thoughts go to and fro
I so old and you so young
Who’d have thought it twice?
That fire could learn patience
From melting blocks of ice
And though I pull and struggle
As you run me round the ring
Now I know you mean no harm
Only praise for you I sing
And when I feel the sting of whip
And bits between my teeth
I’ll understand in your firm hand
Love looms in veins beneath
You will tame this brutish beast
And so grateful will he...
Though you frustrate me so
I am full of faith in you
As thoughts go to and fro
I so old and you so young
Who’d have thought it twice?
That fire could learn patience
From melting blocks of ice
And though I pull and struggle
As you run me round the ring
Now I know you mean no harm
Only praise for you I sing
And when I feel the sting of whip
And bits between my teeth
I’ll understand in your firm hand
Love looms in veins beneath
You will tame this brutish beast
And so grateful will he...
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Jul 2014 2:13pm
15th Jul 2014 2:13pm
Psycho Part 1
The big old house
High on the hill
The wood it creaks
And Norman peeps
From his window sill
He sees her blouse
Her shapely fill
And Norman creeps
And waits until
The darkness comes
And he must kill
She does her sums
Then tears the bill
She flushes once
And showers still
The water runs
The music shrill
The knife it shines
Out from his gown
Her blood it seeps
Into the drain
And Norman Bates
Will dress again
To be continued
High on the hill
The wood it creaks
And Norman peeps
From his window sill
He sees her blouse
Her shapely fill
And Norman creeps
And waits until
The darkness comes
And he must kill
She does her sums
Then tears the bill
She flushes once
And showers still
The water runs
The music shrill
The knife it shines
Out from his gown
Her blood it seeps
Into the drain
And Norman Bates
Will dress again
To be continued
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jul 2014 2:07pm
15th Jul 2014 2:07pm
Judge Mental
Older guy
Younger girl
The mind jumps
How old and
How young
Judgement time
Older woman
Younger boy
The mind skips
No matter
That’s just fine
Older man
Younger guy
The mind toils
Against itself
Suspending sentence
Older lady
Younger girl
The mind dances
Dreams of Lesbos
Younger girl
The mind jumps
How old and
How young
Judgement time
Older woman
Younger boy
The mind skips
No matter
That’s just fine
Older man
Younger guy
The mind toils
Against itself
Suspending sentence
Older lady
Younger girl
The mind dances
Dreams of Lesbos
673 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Jul 2014 3:07pm
7th Jul 2014 3:07pm
Bit O Lingo Fo Da Dingo
Don't forget the hype
A bit of pump & dump
A bit of stun & run
Hey
Jimmy Fly's the right guy
But he's a white guy
An' those whitees
Lack the rythum mun
Aint that so?
Ah'm gettin giddy
Wid da lil missy
In da wild black mini
An I aint got no
Flockin' high point
Up n up wing thang
Gimme ma micky
Wang bam isi oop
Shoot that ride on
Yeah hit me up
An oh go strummin
Down baby lower
Numb done
Ok alright!
A bit of pump & dump
A bit of stun & run
Hey
Jimmy Fly's the right guy
But he's a white guy
An' those whitees
Lack the rythum mun
Aint that so?
Ah'm gettin giddy
Wid da lil missy
In da wild black mini
An I aint got no
Flockin' high point
Up n up wing thang
Gimme ma micky
Wang bam isi oop
Shoot that ride on
Yeah hit me up
An oh go strummin
Down baby lower
Numb done
Ok alright!
565 reads
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
6th Jul 2014 11:11am
6th Jul 2014 11:11am
From deep within hung-over stubble
Early one icy morning, so cold you could see breath. Unshaven, hung over, I crossed the tracks and made my way to the platform. I was tired and thinking of sleep. Wind ripped through, and a few early workers hurried for the warmth of carriages. I took my usual seat, front left but not in the corner. As I reached for the book in my bag, I noticed a pair of stilettos and an attractive young lady. She sat directly opposite, and I opened my book. I thought she looked familiar.
She smiled demurely and proceeded to slowly open her legs. Beneath her short office skirt, a pouty pristine...
She smiled demurely and proceeded to slowly open her legs. Beneath her short office skirt, a pouty pristine...
740 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2014 1:06pm
3rd Jul 2014 1:06pm
An Explanation
Ah poetry
What’s it all about?
Thoughts
That must get out
We paint the page
With blood
From our victims
Loves
And regrets
Orgasmic
What’s it all about?
Thoughts
That must get out
We paint the page
With blood
From our victims
Loves
And regrets
Orgasmic
686 reads
4 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Jul 2014 3:10pm
1st Jul 2014 3:10pm
Enter My Garden
Testing
1, 2, 3
Are you still
Stalking me
I don’t mind
So much
I like the attention
Not to mention
The ego stroking
I pile my
Bush tomatoes
High enough to fall
Chase the native
We run fast
But catch us
And you know
What we have
To play with
Nature’s gifts
Soiled unspoiled
Taste my earth
Smell my moss
Toss your salad
On my meat
Greet my love
With reaching fire
And live
1, 2, 3
Are you still
Stalking me
I don’t mind
So much
I like the attention
Not to mention
The ego stroking
I pile my
Bush tomatoes
High enough to fall
Chase the native
We run fast
But catch us
And you know
What we have
To play with
Nature’s gifts
Soiled unspoiled
Taste my earth
Smell my moss
Toss your salad
On my meat
Greet my love
With reaching fire
And live
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EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Jul 2014 3:06pm
1st Jul 2014 3:06pm
Booster On
Turn it up baby
Your heat
Does not affect me
What is it?
You need
I need
Something
Anything
Fuck me please
With girly joy
And the splish-splash
Of hate filled venom
Take it all
Out on us
Do your duty
Fuck it hard
And don’t hold back
Crush everything
Shower me
In your natural power
Pour on down
Wet
Wet
Wet
Your heat
Does not affect me
What is it?
You need
I need
Something
Anything
Fuck me please
With girly joy
And the splish-splash
Of hate filled venom
Take it all
Out on us
Do your duty
Fuck it hard
And don’t hold back
Crush everything
Shower me
In your natural power
Pour on down
Wet
Wet
Wet
678 reads
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
25th Jun 2014 2:02pm
25th Jun 2014 2:02pm
The Party
I’ve just been watching Charles Bukowski on YouTube and he’s inspired me to try and write a short story. At first I was going to describe one of my many journeys to the peep-shows, but having already had my morning wank, I thought I’d turn my hand to something else. What came to mind was the night I went to a feminist poet’s birthday party. I have a swig of Smokey Bishop, down a few Red Rock Deli potato chips and remember.
It’s a long story but I’ll keep it brief or I’ll bore you, and more importantly me. The sweet chilli and sour cream makes me thirsty, so I take another mouthful of...
It’s a long story but I’ll keep it brief or I’ll bore you, and more importantly me. The sweet chilli and sour cream makes me thirsty, so I take another mouthful of...
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2 Comments
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